A Brief Interlude: Knitting Photos from Oxford

So, people, I have a major deadline for my dissertation this month, and suddenly I turn around and it’s two weeks since I’ve posted. While I continue to type in another medium about eighteenth century poetry, I thought I’d show you some of the knitterly things I saw in Oxford this fall.

The magic of the knitting obsession is that every one of these made me feel I was in the right place during a time when I felt pretty discombobulated. Has that ever happened to you? A knitter on the subway or an airplane, an amazing knitting-themed display in a shop that would usually eschew anything handmade, a yarn shop just around the corner of a new city? Think about it, and (if you like) tell us about it in the comments.

Knitters in the Greens Cafe. I was too shy to approach, but I did Kinnear them. Too weird?

You can tell Mr. Trask and I spent a lot of time in cafes this first month (no furniture or internet in our house). Here's a gentleman knitting in Blackwell's. I think he was a new knitter - he seemed a bit uncomfortable with the sticks and string - but he was hanging in there.

A knitting-themed display at The Gap in Oxford, which was up much of the fall and into the holiday season. Check out the enormous needles on the right!

First sighting of Darn It & Stitch, the haberdashery and knitting shop that I'd been stalking online for several months.

A knitter's booth at the Oxford Antiques and Crafts Market (held every Thursday in Gloucester Green). I like the sly smile she's giving me here.

And here’s one more thing that, while unrelated to knitting, made Mr. Trask and me both feel we were in the right place:

Two Pink Lines.